One of the most cherished holidays of the season. When I was young, I often missed Mother’s Day, Father’s Day.
I didn’t appreciate the importance of thanking my parents for all the love they’d given me, for every decision I made. For the material/immaterial things that kids sometimes don’t get.
Now, they’re gone. Passed a long time ago, but now … I wish I could tell them how much I appreciate them.
Anyone else feel like a heel?
I don’t know how it happened, ’cause I hadn’t put any weight on these holidays, but my son, once he was old enough to understand and every year since, has given me a card, chocolate, or taken me to brunch. Today, he and his girlfriend treated my husband to brunch and I got to tag along.
If I had a time machine …
Thank you Mom and Dad for all your love. And today, Dad, I wish I could smell that really stinky cigar, just one more time.